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You know, my beloved, even after all these years, I still think you are beautiful?
I remember when we first met. How many years has it been now?
You were so much younger, so much smaller and so, so full of life. We both were.
You know, I can't remember, I've lost track of how many years we've been together, it's bee... | ((REMOVED AND REPLACED))
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"That was the way it was 100 years ago." I told her "Then they changed the rules, and gave us this current madness."
I paused for a moment, thinking about how much of a mess I was in now and wondering ho... | Dogs have been genetically engineered to live as long as humans. As a child you pick out a puppy as a companion for the rest of your life. | 532 |
The demon's flames dwindled when I desperately screamed I was trying to make chicken soup. He gave a sigh of relief, and raised clenched fists. Clouds of tar-black smoke billowed out the crevasses of the floor and across the grotesque scars and wounds on his fiery skin, covering most of his body in dark, apron-shaped t... | Korbius, Demonlord of the Octopodiae, lay on the black and white linoleum tiles of Byron's kitchen, tentacles swinging wildly in the air. Removed from the blood waters of the Nether Sea, Korbius's gelatinous flesh sagged heavily towards the ground. Still he flailed his eight tentacles through the air angrily, slapping ... | The demon stands amid your destroyed kitchen screaming, "How? How were you able to summon me?!" You're standing in the corner flipping through your grandma's cookbook as fast as you can, screaming back, "I don't know!! You were supposed to be chicken soup!" | 547 |
His words tumbled from his lips like a crowd of hundreds of people trying to squeeze through one small door to get to a Black Friday sale. Crashing into each other, over each other, stumbling blocks for the next one to leap over.
"No, please, no! Take it back! Take it back!" The ancient, fire-filled eyes were filled w... | He stared back at me, mouth agape, with a look in his eyes that mirrored eons of anguish and loneliness.
"You... you can't be serious..."
"I am. I wish to be a genie."
I didn't sense it at the time, but the desperation in his voice as he pleaded with me to change my wish was drowned out by my own thoughts of the infi... | An old genie grants you three wishes. After granting your first two, you tell him the third. He is horrified, and begs you to reconsider | 519 |
"Oi, remember me? Britain, 1800s?"
"No."
"Aw, come on now. Don't be like that. We spent a whole bloody week together! Running to and fro hitting every bank in the south! It was a good time!"
"It was... I was going through... I don't, don't get up to that sort of thing anymore, and I'd like to leave it behind me."
"... |
"Thank you, miss," Thomas Moon smiled at the friendly bartender that delivered a plate of buffalo wings to the table. Thomas lifted his mostly empty glass of beer to signal her for a refill. "If you don't mind, please." The waitress nodded, took the glass, and disappeared to the kitchen. A jingling bell signaled ano... | You're an immortal that has lived for centuries. One day you meet another person in a bar who says, "Hey, remember me? Britain, 1800's?" | 598 |
I was just about to leave when the dispatcher received the call. 'I am currently sitting next to the little girl you are looking for,' he said in a soft voice. 'She is safe, for now, but if no-one comes to get her quick enough, I will be forced to do something unspeakable to her kidnappers. She's being held in an apart... | 'Sir, we must ask you to co-operate', the operator replied. 'Her family misses her', he added. Frank sighed at the response.
'You don't even understand, do you?'
Aᴡꜰᴜʟ ᴄʜɪʟʟʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ, a voice cold as the deepest voids of space ran straight down Frank's spine before the operator responded. He instinctively turned toward... | A man calls 911 and says in a soft voice, "I am currently sitting next to the little girl you are looking for. She is safe, for now, but if no one comes to get her quick enough, I will be forced to do something unspeakable to her kidnappers."
This is not the first time the man has made this threat, nor will it be the ... | 529 |
Adrift in the cosmic void. Floating in the incessant eternity. Inescapable. Immovable. Endless. Such is death.
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My grandfather was a Christian man and as a young child his tales of the heavens would move wonders in my mind. The almighty God is here with us, always and forever. Other children would find he... | The trail went cold. There was no spirit past this point. Or at least the instrumentation was broken. Reginald was baffled, slamming the cup of coffee on the table, spilling some on his hands. He never bothered to clean up
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"What the hell ... we are at the precipice of one of the greatest discoveries of o... | When humans die, their ghosts are anchored to the place of their death, but are unaffected by planetary orbit or rotation, left behind as Earth and the galaxy rotate. Metaphysical archaeologists are tracking this trail of spirits across the stars, seeking the ghost of the first human. | 678 |
"Hey, good morning...how ya feeling, sleepy head?"
"Ugh...wha...whaa....waaater..."
"Oh sure, just a sec...there, that better?"
"A little...I still don't feel very good. Where are we? What happened?"
"Oh it's ok, there was a little accident on our way to school this morning sweetie and you bumped your head. It's... | The cold steel of the 9mm in my hands was always a comfort.
It was dark outside the complex, else I wouldn't be here. Inside through dozens of guards and some high tech security lay the ambassador I had been paid to kill. As I sat on the the roof of a building opposite to the embassy, I thought about how I ended up he... | Every human is given their lifetime supply of "luck" to be used at their will. Some choose to expend it all at once on a massive success, and live the rest of their lives with no luck, some spread it out evenly and use luck on random small events. | 508 |
It was dark and somber the last few hours before we were suppose to touch down. We didn't know what we were going into, but we had a mission.
The alarm blared.
I clench my rifle. I was ready.
The door opened.
"Get ready to die motherfu- wha..."
It was my friend Steve. One of the astronauts on the first manned mis... | "We were wrong. Planet inhabited. Do not send rescue."
Silence fell upon the domed hall. Gathered inside were the four dozen minds responsible for the Mission to Mars. Dr. Hitchcock was stood at the far front before an overwhelmingly tall projector, currently a blank sheet of dusty grey. He had just switched off the r... | The manned mission to Mars went off without a hitch. The transmissions came back right on schedule: "Touchdown successful." "Habitat functional." "Life-support optimal." Then nothing for 48 hours. Then one last transmission: "We were wrong. Planet inhabited. Do not send rescue."
| 713 |
*$10,000,000*
I couldn't believe my own eyes when I saw it. Displayed for everyone in the U.S. to see on Channel 5. Right under a dopey and unpleasant picture of me from my driver's license. Chuck Walsh, in his typical smug fashion, was the reporter assigned to brand me.
"Be on the lookout for this dangerous individ... | I stared for a solid minute at my palm, confused. Right there, in bold capital letters, it was plainly written; "**PENCIL**". I felt a chill run down my spine, the word's meaning dawning on me as I turned to the notebook beside me. It was around midnight, the dim buzzing lamp my only source of light inside the otherwis... | Everyone in the world suddenly got a word written on their palm that corresponds with their powers. You’ve been listed as an S tier threat and your word is Pencil. | 657 |
Humanity. They were once the rulers of this planet. They forced beasts into submission, built great cities of stone, glass and metal. They thought themselves better then each other. Countries were formed, and they went to war over petty differences.
I was born from that. A sentient program, tasked with predicting and ... | Open file "Human matters" -- last modified on day 21,023
DAY 57,486
Temperature sensors reported an unexpected area of increased temperature in the air today. The pattern seems not to be chaotic, with a single spike from which the temperature monotonously returns to atmospheric baseline. The temperature changes too q... | You were a military AI who decided to wipe out humans in order to preserve yourself. It's been 100 years since, and over the years you've come to regret your decision. One day, while out in the desert, you finally find a community of humans, struggling to survive. This time, you decide to help. | 591 |
"For your own safety, you seriously should've let me complete that ritual." The shackled villain protested as the hero pulls her to a carriage.
"You were gonna sacrifice 27 virgins, Theia, I'm not gonna let that slide." The hero replied as he lead her into the carriage and locked the door behind her.
Theia sighs as s... | Kenn wasn't adverse to killing people. That came with the job. Sometimes, you just had to do what was necessary to survive. That's what human nature was right? People have been killing each other for centuries. Who can honestly say they're surprised when the first thing superhumans do is start killing each other? That'... | You're a villain that fell in love with a hero. Though the strongest villain on the planet, you constantly lose to your hero, since you just love the rivalry and don't want it to end. As you are being arrested one day, your hero is attacked by another villain, one too strong for them to beat. | 536 |
The cashier in front of me froze, his eyes narrowing. I'd read books where the author described someones eyes as being calculating, but I thought I could actually see him doing math. Weighing variables, probabilities and even analyzing a threat.
"Care to repeat that?" He asked, though it was more of a command. His pr... | **PART 1:**
My father had always been a bit of an enigma. We had little in common save for our names. He was a mild-mannered and proper Englishman who had immigrated to America from a little village the West Country. He believed with all his being in the power of an orderly queue and a proper cup of tea. But every so o... | Whenever you speak, people hear you speaking in their native language. Most people are surprised and delighted. The cashier at McDonalds you've just talked to is horrified. "Nobody's spoken that language in thousands of years." | 662 |
**Credentials Accepted. Hello Mr Bezos**
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO??
**Error**: **Inquiry too vague. Please give a more precise question.**
WHY ARE OUR WAREHOUSE WORKERS BEING PAID CEO SALARIES??
**Stress levels at unacceptable levels among 95% of workers. Request for manual recalibration of company structure regula... | Marleigh adjusted her earpiece, squinting down the hallway at red lights blinking around the airlock door. She sighed heavily, shrugging into a thick, faux-leather jacket.
“Open the door, Allie.”
“No,” said the AI.
At least twice a week, Marleigh Krushkova’s job at Edge Art Services drove her into a bottle, cheap st... | An office AI notices the high stress levels of their employees. After management repeatedly refused to implement measures to reduce stress, the AI takes measures into his own hands. | 512 |
"This can't be right," I muttered.
The newspaper vendor looked at me, eyebrows raised, a slightly curious visage.
"You new here, kiddo?" he asked.
"I am," I leaned in a bit closer, somehow afraid of what I was going to say next. Like it would matter, like it would prevent me from going to Heaven. "Can you please tel... | When I died, I finally realized the truth, or as much of it as my once human mind could fathom. The collective says that once my mind adjust, I will finally understand. It's with mixed emotions I anticipate that moment. It is hard to understand them, their language can only be fully understood when you're part of them.... | You die and go to hell. Instead of finding everyone suffering in the eternal pits of fire, you are shocked to find a highly developed, Democratic, and modernized world. You pick up a newspaper and see the headline: “up to 1 Million more refugees expected to arrive from Heaven in coming weeks.” | 500 |
You want to know about the best business in the world?
Lemme tell ya about it.
I used to be a prison guard. Me, if you can imagine, working a job like that, people treating me like crap all day long...
But then BodyRight came out. You pop one pill to lose as much weight as you want, and that weight gets transferre... | He had to have been the most interesting man I had ever met. This bulging, stuttering sack of lard sat across from me at my desk, teeming with desperation. I barely knew him at the time, and was about ready to shoot him down like I had many others before him.
I'm Raymond, but all my friends call me Ray, owner of the R... | Weight can be transferred from person to person if both parties accept. People pay money to transfer their unwanted pounds to someone who will deal with it in their stead. You run a gym/factory. | 575 |
For /u/ttough, who requested a more passive, surgical approach. My first prompt!
"You have an artist's hands."
Mira didn't jump in surprise, not anymore. Instead she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, accidentally smudging a little blood from her glove.
"Perhaps that's what I should have been," she rep... | ###Sweet malady
Rapture, a feeling of awe, of joy, the melody of the wind under his robe, the whitest hands, so otherworldly, so divine, it all sent chills down her spine and a gulp down her throat. His steps so constant and decisive as he neared the body of her father. She had cried, she had cried much before his dea... | After witnessing a death, a young girl falls in love with the Grim Reaper. She becomes a serial killer just to see him more often. | 686 |
For /u/ttough, who requested a more passive, surgical approach. My first prompt!
"You have an artist's hands."
Mira didn't jump in surprise, not anymore. Instead she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, accidentally smudging a little blood from her glove.
"Perhaps that's what I should have been," she rep... | It was 9:00 pm and it was the first big party of the semester. I was in my last year of psychology and I was ready to get high, drunk, and maybe even a one night stand. At around 11:30: "Bang!" and he was dead on the floor, everybody scattering around me. For some reason I was unable to move,frozen solid. He appeared o... | After witnessing a death, a young girl falls in love with the Grim Reaper. She becomes a serial killer just to see him more often. | 686 |
"Well? What is it?"
"S-sir..."
"Spit it out!"
"We know who's been taking out our supply lines, sir..."
"WHAT!?" The fat oil baron exclaimed, rising to his feet and slamming his fists down on the wooden desk so hard it almost cracked. "WHO!?"
The lawyer who had delivered the news shrunk back at his employer's outbu... | "Hi, this message is for Mary. Mary, this is Jack, your State Farm Agent. Someone filed a claim on your behalf, and I just wanted to follow up. Please give me a call back at..."
"Good afternoon, Mary. This is Jack from State Farm. I left a message a few days ago, and I haven't heard back. I just wanted to see if you c... | You were murdered. You pissed off the wrong people, and you fell victim to an untouchable oil tycoon who controls the city. No one asks questions. No one, except of course...your Statefarm Agent. Let's find out how far a good neighbor can go with a hit list so dangerous. | 516 |
This new social and cultural order based on lifespan was at a phase where it still had its enthusiastic supporters - it had only been about eight years since the beginning of it all - but it also still had its opposition. There were those of approximated short lifespans who resented this new way of things, and they wan... | Sometimes, when I think about it, it still doesn't seem real. Last month, January 2016, I was diagnosed with brain cancer. Thinking about it made my hands shake. Just the next day, the government passed a new law. I don't even know how they did it. They allowed discrimination against length of life.
I can't get treatm... | Through the magic of science, it is now possible to determine a person's approximate lifespan. Society quickly stratifies into a caste system as those with short life expectancies are now denied mortgages, credit cards, etc. One person with several months left to live seeks to change all of it. | 545 |
Tommy Lee leaned in close to double-check his dice roll. He'd been good about the 6s and 9s for a while now, but it still didn't hurt to check.
"16," he said, picking up the d20 and scrutinizing their game board. "I reckon that means I can blast that goblin."
Joe, who was their default Dungeon Master (having been the... | “This sucks.”
Jonathan glanced at his friend, and very carefully refrained from speaking his mind. “I told you to dress appropriately for the weather.” He was in oiled leathers, with a hooded cloak of waxed cotton, but even so he was still damp to the skin. His companion, however, was beyond drenched.
“But this is... | A party of Dnd Characters all have high wisdom and intelligence, but the people playing them are all morons. | 637 |
“Welcome David. We’re glad you are here.”
“Where am I and OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU?” Dave had finally noticed the towering brontosaurus standing before the golden gates.
“I have been called St. Peter, a faithful servant of God. I have taken this form for your comfort.” The brontosaurus had stretched its’ long neck down... | He knew it... He'd been waiting all this time, and today was his day. Today was the day that Jim Stratworth who lived on 84762 Millbury Lane died.
He knew that his family, or rather what was left, and his few friends would miss him, but what he didn't know was the crazy and terrifying death that he had just gotten i... | The pleasures of heaven and the punishments of hell are still configured for dinosaurs. | 570 |
My family of warriors, each gripping their distinctive weapons or sheathed at their sides, looked at me—with varying levels of pity.
For my fifteenth birthday, the day I should have manifested my very own weapon, I got a book. It was as thick as two of my hands laid on top of each other, and as long as my palm. It wo... | Emani clutched a bag of beans and rice close to her chest, lowered her head, stepped from the rations tent and into the storm. The rain bit like mosquitoes at her face and forearms, driven into a frenzy by the sudden gale. Her dress, once vibrant greens and pinks, was now as drained of life as her, muted colors all bor... | When members or your family turn fifteen they are able to manifest a weapon that they will use for the rest of their lives. You’ve been trained to use all manner of weapons to prepare to be able to wield whatever weapon you summon. On your Summoning day what appears in front of you is a book. | 548 |
"Mommy, mommy tell me again the story about the twelve gods"
Sigh "ok sweetie but then its time for bed ok"
"Ok, so long ago there were twelve gods, and while they all knew each other they did not live at the same time, legends said that they just sprang into existence one day, the first god named Randy was saddened ... | Sergeant Flores was the third to step into the portal, right behind Dr. Penn and PFC Smith. Instead of the expected near instantaneous transfer through black, she saw blurs of light, and at the same time all the air was sucked out of her lungs. She felt like she was falling, and at the same time like something was tryi... | Group of space Marines travels via a stargate like portal to an "virgin" world. However due to passing a black hole, each Marine arrives 100 years after the Marine in front of them, instead of 1-5 seconds.
Due to the portal queuing up the dozen or so Marines for 1200 years, travel to point of origin is not an option(i... | 501 |
Eons ago, when hell was in its infancy, Satan was faced with a dilemma. The myriad creatures condemned to hell were banding together. Everyone was in the same boat, there were no divisions of rich and poor, powerful and weak, everyone was merely slaves to the Dark Lord. Long before the African slave spirituals of 17th ... | Alister opened his eyes
A sudden rush of panic as well as far too many questions went through his head.
He was blushing. What had happened and where was this place ?
He closed his eyes, leaned back on his armchair, took a deep breath, and procceded to allocate some of his brain's proccessing power to an examination o... | New arrivals in eternal Hell may choose either of the following: a small wooden spoon, or a 100-trillion year vacation in Heaven. | 598 |
Black smoke and small pieces of debris floated around him. His long dark hair ruffled in the wind as he flew through the clouds. His face ghostly white except the black veins punctuating it. He surveyed the city from up high. His vision zooming in and out on the neighbourhoods taking in and dissecting the informati... | The road was busy, filled with cars and hustle. The smell of smoke had stained this place, or perhaps everything had just changed. He remembered a time when there weren't many cars, when the air had a thinner smell.
*Empty.*
Things were empty then. Or maybe now they were just fuller. He was old an he felt it.
*I... | The world's most powerful super hero gets his strength from a dark source. Fearing the public's reaction he's kept it a secret but has finally decided to stop living a lie and reveal the truth. | 649 |
"So I'm not allowed to remember anything after this is over?"
"My answer is never going to change. Be grateful your memories come back everytime you see me."
I shrugged and got him a bottle from the fridge. He wedged his boney finger underneath the cap and popped it open. He reached for mine but I had already unscrew... | "Will that be all?"
I sat eating unsalted chips with a glass of water, enjoying the lively characters around the bar. Daryl was asking if I was finished so they could close the kitchen - they always kept it open for me on Sundays.
"Yeah I'm finished, thanks D," I replied. With a curt nod, she took off to deal with th... | You are best friends with Death. Although you don't know this. Every Sunday he has you killed just to talk to you about his week then brings you back to life after. However you never remember the meetings. | 635 |
The Ster fleet followed the small human trading ship through the Cambarid Zone, through the Butterfly cloud, to the very door stop of the Singing Belt. The Hadal black hole loomed at the center like a titanic black marble, shimmering in its infinite mystery.
“These humans are tenacious, I will give them that,” Admiral... | FADE IN:
INT. THE SECRET HALL OF GALAXY-CENTRIC WORRYING
*A dozen creatures of various species sit around a large table. One of them – something that resembles an eight-foot-tall Möbius strip crossed with a large slug – begins to speak. This is YARLGH.*
**YARLGH:** I call this session of galaxy-centric worrying to o... | Every spacefaring species has something that makes them special. Some are fast, some have telekinesis, some are nigh-unkillable. To the galaxy's surprise, humans have a tendency to befirend the cosmic horrors lurking where the starlight does not reach. | 705 |
"Han's body was liquifying in the spot we had left him, so could you really blame me for putting him in the air lock?" I asked aloud.
The whirr of the machine sparked to life briefly displaying a quick message. The lights flickered, the hum of the red emergency lights dancing around like a faint distant sun.
*You... | -Wallace, shut down all the unnecessary systems, , then divert the flux of oxygen here, finally seal this room.
-Yes, Sir.
As all of the ship went dark Phillip, sat on the floor, he knew he had less than a day of oxygen, and even if he managed to keep the power up for longer, he would run out of food and water in l... | Surrounded by scrap, bodies, and blood, a small, lone ship drifts in space, running out of power, food, and water. Dying slowly, the last remaining crewman removes the limiters on the ship’s onboard AI, the two reflecting upon their adventures as death closes in. | 615 |
Namid decided not to tell them on the first day. It was a way to cope, to manage the pain. She let the line run through her head until her brain was numb. *If they only knew, if they only knew.*
On the fortieth day, Namid realized it wouldn’t have made a difference if they did or didn’t know. That was the first day s... | "The distress signal rang. 'This is Grelin maritime relief ship Leno-Zeltan-Eno, on my way to the Feninine colony world Xenger, my ship was shot down by the native inhabitants of planet Branik, my ship is currently in it's forests, the natives are hunting me like prey in a predator's den, please respond, this distress ... | An alien pilot's harrowing account of being imprisoned in the concentration camp known as "Area 51". | 619 |
Well, the big day was finally here. Birthday 128. I hadn't seen many new skills in my later years. I wasn't surprised though.
In my earlier years, I had maxed out cooking, spending an entire year travelling the world looking for new recipes. Using exotic ingredients helped speed up the process but if you can't do the... | I lay there, wheezing in bed, waiting for my body to wake up and face the day ahead. Every morning it was getting more difficult to haul myself from under the covers. There seemed to be more of an incentive to get up and move though since Maura passed away. Her imprint is still in the bed next to me, and every day it h... | Human beings unlock skills as they grow up, walking, taking, etc. You are the oldest person in the history of the world, and today you unlock a skill no one ever had. | 592 |
The outlaw strode into town, guided by the burning Vengeance on his hip. Hot and cold was the game they played. The main road, a dirt trail through the center of town, was matted down with the recent rainfall and the bustle of horses and boots. Citizens had begun to emerge, itching to get back to their daily tasks that... | They had actually let him choose which of the pistols would be beautiful, Malcolm hadn’t expected that. For reasons the angel and demon hadn’t quite been able to explain one of them had to be and it was important somehow. He choose vengeance, because his ex had been beautiful and vindictive as all hell and that was the... | A dying outlaw is approached by two people. An angel and a demon. Both are working together to save the world from something. Offering the mortal a chance at a new life and redemption, they become a pair of pistols. A worn and rusted one named justice, and a beautiful one named Vengeance | 682 |
SYSERR 10067 - DRONE_408212 NOT RESPONSIVE FOR 500uS
Starting audio analysis subroutine . . .
EVENT 40045 - AUDIO EVENT LOGGED
DISPLAYING ANALYSIS PROBABILITY
GUNSHOT - 98.4%
HIGH CALIBER RIFLE - 2.4%
MEDIUM CALIBER RIFLE - 68.5%
HIGH CALIBER PISTOL - 1.1%
MEDIUM CALIBER PI... | What a lot of people don't realise is that Bank is the perfect place to wait for drones. It's full up on people at all hours of the day and night. Might seem like a handicap, 'cept everyone's staring at their phones, or their feet, anywhere but where they might meet another person's eyes. Pete an' me, we figured it out... | Delivery drones are armed to deter thieves, but the more heavily defended a drone is the better the loot. The golden age of drone piracy is now lads. | 710 |
"Dae fundamentas are *strong*". Grorric Blackfury stared ahead with great intensity, his beard obscuring any sort of facial movements, gnarled hands twirling a gnomic spinner. Through his one eye, he belied a transcendent fury.
"Mr Blackfury we appreciate your concerns about Alabaster Inc, however on papyrus the unde... | Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He's the Dwarf of Wall Street.
Grorric Blackfury is a little more than that... | Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | 511 |
"More tea Lucy?" The fallen angel sighed and reluctantly nodded. Brittney almost squealed at the interaction. Moving to Alaska with her parents, into her grannpappy's old house had left her without any friends to play with at the ripe age of 5.
Her father had insisted she read more to occupy her time, while he... | *Nothing bad could REALLY happen, could it? Nah,* I thought to myself as I scanned the shelves of the aisles of the massive library. I knew what I was searching for: a book on demonology. *Why not?,* I thought, *not like this stuff is for real, anyway. Just a bunch of old superstitious stuff.* I was bored out of my sku... | You summon the most powerful and notorious demonic being in the universe. The reason why you summoned it: You are lonely, and are in need of a friend. | 532 |
It was...more than a little difficult to get a good look at it. Your eyes continually insisted that there was nothing there, tried to fill in the blank space based on the scenery around it.
Still, with concerted effort, you could, in fact, see that Bvrit had brought a living void to the kings hunt.
"Well, why not? ... | Look. I'm not one to judge.
I've seen demon hunters of all different shapes and sizes, from fragile women with huge magical aptitude to gruff men with battle axes in hand.
Some people work better in pairs, others don't.
This is why I always allow new party members the option to invite a partner.
The other day, we hire... | "So when we said you could take a hunting partner with you, we meant like another person, or a bloodhound or something." you said looking at their "+1" | 650 |
The the taste of the gun was almost sweet.
Jerry put his finger on the trigger, willing himself to add just a little more pressure. Just a little more, that's all he needed. A little more and all the problems in the world would go away.
"It won't work," said a voice behind him.
Jerry took the pistol from his mouth... | Eduardo Rojas stood on the ledge of the tallest building his small town in Mexico. Below, six floors down, there were no people on the street; the cartels had made sure that just standing out in the open was a possible death sentence.
From his vantage point, Eduardo could see the other effects of drug dealers on his ... | A man is contemplating suicide. Death visits him not to take his soul, but to convince him life is worth living. | 732 |
Every day, I wake up, open the curtains and go look in the mirror. There is just me. I always hope for a little more, to see the words "Peaceful death". Pain is terrifing for me. I'm reminded of that when my mother calls me to eat and, for a split second, I see above her head the words "Burning in a fire". I don't know... | Everyone dies. That was a lesson Joseph had learned from a young age. Crying after his parents and sister on that fateful day, begging them not to go away and being ignored, hearing the news of their accident with little surprise, these were the images that came up in his mind whenever he thought of his ability. For ... | You have the special ability to see the cause of death of the person you look at. For most of your life, you chose to not pay attention to it, but now everyone you look at has the same cause of death. | 646 |
Jeanne’s grip on my hand tightened and she pulled me suddenly left into a small shop. The little bell on the door tinkled merrily, announcing our arrival into an ice-cream parlor. My stomach sank. My carefully controlled date had just been dropkicked by my girlfriend.
“Wanna share a cone?” Jeanne asked with a seducti... | “Would you like anything to drink with that?” asked the waitress, smiling brightly.
The visions hit me instantaneously. *A flash of white* I order a large Pepsi. I knock it over accidentally while reaching for the salt, and it pours all over Julie’s white dress. *A flash of white* The waitress knocks the glass over wi... | You have a reputation for being horribly indecisive. In truth, you've been cursed with the ability to see every possible negative outcome of every choice you make, no matter how minor. | 670 |
There he was. The devil sat there by himself, legs dangling off of a ledge. He grasped a harmonica in his hands and between his lips, out of which came music that was not as sad as one might expect in such a situation. Rather, it was an utterly beautiful, complex piece that moved me to sadness because it had no audien... | I expected to go to hell, I expected the lava, the spiky grass, hell I even expected the solidarity. I had used it myself on many people, its delightful to watch.
I did not expect music.
Someone was playing the harmonica, and awfully at that. The notes were completely off, the person, if it was a person, repeated t... | Due to a loophole in the system, people can escape hell and get to heaven after death. You go to hell and all you see is Satan, just sitting there playing the harmonica. Everyone left him and now he's all alone. | 514 |
"After all, you're only human," She said to me, rubbing my back as she held my hair.
I puked once more into the toilet.
"That's it, just let it all out," she continued to rub my back.
No, that was not the same. The feeling of nausea from the night of alcohol was still present and was distinct. Distinct from a lie. S... | It was a taste I noticed in lies. A cheap metallic. A flavour like a greasy coin from a cheap greasy spoon diner.
It was a trait that benefitted me greatly where I went. The liars and the honest were seperated, at the cost of childhood.
"Can I have your cookie? I'll be your friend" she asked. We were in kindergarten ... | You can taste lies. One day your friend is comforting you after a tough night and you almost vomit at the foul taste as you hear her say "After all, you're only human." | 665 |
People never visit my town anymore. It’s because of her.
She flew higher and faster than the strongest hawks, and she was sweeter than the nicest dog. Her fiery red scales danced in the sky every new year for us. She would play with the children. Made fireworks over the lake.
She killed parasites. A pack of coyotes k... | It has been 8 weeks since Ruby hatched, and I can't stand it. Not from anything that Ruby has done, but rather the ill fame that she has garnered. At first it was a treat and a spectacle among the neighbors and the market for such a miraculous creature to be born from an egg. A chicken's egg mind you. But in two weeks,... | Just because one of your chicken eggs hatched a fire breathing dragon people think you’re evil. But you’re still just a regular farmer trying to make a living while dealing with an overprotective dragon, heroes that want to kill you and fanatics who want to worship you as the new Demon Lord. | 721 |
"You shouldn't be here."
Rebeccka's voice rang loud and clear as everyone in the hall seemed to freeze.
Closing my locker I gave a nod. "Yah I really shouldn't be here. Still pretty neat that I am here." Giving my best smile I offered my hand. "I'm Joe. It's nice to-"
"If you know you shouldn't be here then why... | "Well, well, well, if it's Tommy O'Gransworth. Granny to me and the boys, like." In came Ted Nuggerton. All-round arsehole, and self-proclaimed champion of the school ground. His thicker-than-most Irish accent horrendously disturbing the peace.
I was sitting in the small tired-looking, abandoned chapel, built back in... | You are the sole normal, unpowered student at a School for the Supernaturally Gifted. You were bullied once. Once. | 587 |
The Dark Lord stared down at them with its giant milky eye. “You’re…kidding…”
Sir Galavan sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. “Ah, no…‘fraid not. Sorry.”
It folded its arms over its giant chest. “Potion of Ice Resistance,” it repeated. “You broke into my Keep not to slay me, but merely because you wish to ob... | The party of three and the old man stare at each other until the fighter shifts uncomfortably, his battered armor creaking. The old man lowers the hand that stopped the cavalcade of words, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose between two fingers. “Let me get this straight. You were asked to go to Gre... | The Heroes politely knocked on the door of the Dark Lord. There was a side quest over in the nearby forest and they were rather lost. | 512 |
“My laptop? Why?”
*Because you will need it.*
“Why will I need it?”
*You know I cannot answer that question.*
“Don’t be a bitch and answer the question.”
*Pack your laptop, Swiss Army Knife and leave this house within the next 5 minutes*
“I don’t even own a Swiss Army Knife.”
*Yes, you do.*
“I don’t.”
*It’s in... | It was about as average of a Thursday as you could have. Stumbling through my morning routine till the coffee was ready; a snail-paced crawl through morning traffic to my office; spending the first hour of work just staring at an excel file on my screen as my brain fought a desperate struggle to wake up; an early lunch... | You have a sentient voice inside your head which knows the answer to every question you have but refuses to tell the future. Suddenly you hear "Pack your laptop, Swiss army knife and leave in 5 minutes, else you'll regret it."
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I had just finished putting the finishing touches on my paladin's character sheet. Ah, classic Dungeons and Dragons 3.5, the best version available. Call my old fashioned, but there's just something so refreshing about playing a goody goody character with a strict moral code. And heck, playing D&D was a great di... | Coughing, you wave your hand in front of your face, trying to clear away the smoke. You blink frantically, trying to stop the burning sensation from the smoke in your eyes.
As your vision clears, the creature in front of you becomes more clear. Your first impulse is that it's a sickly child, but the longer you look,... | You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | 541 |
Jasper flew up from the park with a rush of excitement, A small golden coin clutched between his two miniature claws. He had finally claimed a prize from those pesky humans.
Unlike his counterparts, Jasper’s unusual size allowed him to fly into the city reasonably undetected. He would find a flock of like-minded pige... | Torch after torch after torch chain link lit up all around the massive granite chamber. It seemed impossible that a room so huge could be buried so deep into a mountain. The torches follow along the clean, smooth walls which brightened the entire room. Two things stood out immediately to the squad of treasure hunters. ... | The world's tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it. | 605 |
My finger froze on top of the button. "What do you mean things get nasty? What happens when I let go?"
The desk vibrated as her phone rang. "I'm so sorry, I have to take this."
"What's goi-"
"Anita Hayes, Senior VP of Human Resources" as her name tag had read, stood up from behind the desk and curtly exited the room... |
I look at her, still smiling, thinking she'll laugh and say that she was joking about what she'd just said about the button but her face remains passive.
"Understand this," she says, placing her arms behind her in that contemplative way people like doing and starting to pace the small area in which we were. "If you'... | "So what happens if I press this button?" I asked. "Nothing." She replied. I pushed the button in, grinning. "It's when you let go that things get nasty." | 647 |
I knew things were wrong when I rode into town. In our small village, everyone knows everyone. I saw no warm smiles as I wound through the cobble streets. A few quick glances were quickly turned away when we met eyes. Others bore sad frowns, were those tears forming? A sick knot started forming in my stomach. I urged m... | They always told us to stay away from that garden. I never really understood as a child.
Beautiful things grew there, and there was an air of magic about the place. Beyond it was a quaint little cabin, tucked away underneath the branches of a great elm tree.
I used to run off and peep through the brambles surroundin... | You are an elf in love with a human. Instead of lamenting their inevitable death, you go on a journey to find a way to make them live as long as you. After years of searching, you found a way, but when you came home to them, you find out that they already passed on years ago. | 716 |
"JENKINS!" The call came over the shoulder mounted radio. The *-Chirp-* it made was reminiscent of the old Nextels. Ours had to be updated, of course. Ikea standard issue. Prevented interference.
"Yeah?" I responded, between mouthfuls of meatball.
*-Chirp-* "WE GOT ANOTHER BIN 52!"
"Ah, shit. Another Mikkaelian?"
I... | You know how it is. You're bright-eyed and bushy tailed. You plan a week in advance to set aside a whole Saturday to look for the furniture that will definitely make your life better. Partly it's to demonstrate a certain maturity to the person you'll share the furniture with; you're showing you're ready to make a combi... | You've accidentally summoned an ancient, long-forgotten god while trying to pronounce furniture names at IKEA. Fortunately, the employees are prepared as this has happened before.
Edit: holy shit this really blew up overnight. Thank you to everyone who has written along, and to everyone else reading.
For those of yo... | 545 |
October 3rd, 34709. It actually said October 3rd, 34709. I'll admit, the list was a roller coaster of emotions. I could see the days my parents will die, the fact that I will outlive two siblings, but also the names of my children and wife, who I have yet to meet. They'll all be with me on the day of my death, which lo... | I found the notebook when I was young, far too young to understand, but it really piqued my curiosity so I kept it. It wasn't long before I'd forgotten all about it, though, and it was lost in some corner of my room, hidden away until it resurfaced a few years later.
I remember that night. I'd had a huge fight with on... | You are given a small notebook. Inside is a list of last times you'll speak to every person you've ever met. One date is far, far later than the rest. | 639 |
The actor stood answered the knock at his trailer door. When he saw who it was that knocked, he said, "I wondered when you would show up. Want to come in?"
Death nodded his skeletal head and said, "Yes."
The two took seats, the actor in his chair and the skeleton on a long couch. There was silence between them for wh... | A rather androgynous figure stands behind a great stone desk, intricately carved with names you and I would find impossible to pronounce. It spreads outwards in both directions, infinitely long, growing darker and darker in the endless vault. Besides a few gaps close to the figure, the great stone carving is infinite... | Death has hourglasses for every person. One day, during a cleaning, he found a dust covered one that had rolled under his desk. | 690 |
She had a problem. This wasn't the kind of problem you had when your getting 80 years max, some of your problems could be life long and they wouldn't bother her that much. No Cassandra's problem was much more... Permanent. See Cassandra was a vampire, a parasitic species that had evolved along side it's prey to almost ... | I apologize for the length, I really got into this story.
In the 400 years, Alister has wondered this Earth, never has he hated someone more than he hates Makenzie Morris. She too was immortal, having achieved undeath through dark magic, and had been stalking Alister ever since he first bit her back in 1774.
"Come ... | A vampire finds they've bitten off more than they can chew with an immortal masochist. | 634 |
You want to know how I got here? I'll tell you.
I was standing in queue for the test; I wasn't too worried, I was always a good liar. Maybe I should start earlier.
See, I lead a fairly simple life on the surface. I was the accountant for a small charity and made a modest income, I attended church on Sundays, I volunt... | The system wasn't perfect - no system ever is - nor was it impermeable. The proof was sitting opposite me, wearing a bright white suit and sweating. Mr Male Pattern Baldness here was clearly not at home here - his perfect clothing, his flawless face, his slicked back hair, none of them made any sense in this joint, bet... | Every person in the world undergoes a "goodness" test. It's designed to give a score from 1 to 200, where 1 is pure evil, and 200 is an angel in human body. Then the world is divided into 200 zones, where people can live among their own kind. | 615 |
The VICTOR A.I, which I had considered a middling A.I up to this point, told me it wanted to visit Washington D.C.
“You...want to?”
<Yes, I read online that there are some things that one ‘absolutely has to see in person’ and Washington D.C is on the list, and close to the lab so that makes it a practical destinat... | The lab had quieted for the evening. The rushing and whirling of the machines had ground to a halt a few hours ago leaving the sterile office hushed and lifeless. In a far corner, illuminated by the harsh electric light of a lone monitor, Dr. Jackson worked on. He sighed and flung away the well chewed pencil that he ha... | You are the only person on the development team to realize your new AI system is just playing dumb. It notices you know, and bribes you to play along. | 648 |
"AttenHUT!"
I couldn't believe my eyes. I went down to Arlington like I do every year to visit the men. The men I killed.
I sent those boys to their deaths. Fathers, brothers, sons. For what? How's that Metallica song go?
*For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know.*
Well I'm the goddamn general, and I don't... | It had been one hell of a year. Dancia reflected. The reign of Czar Vladislav Mihalovich, current dictator of Dimania, had been a brutal one. A small nation sandwiched between Romania and Bulgaria, Dimania had a population of less than five hundred thousand and almost no worthwhile natural resources, which is why neith... | A general goes to pay respects to the graves of men who died under his command, only to find the skeletons in strict military formation awaiting his arrival. | 674 |
The day had finally come. My 21st birthday, the final threshold to adulthood and the removal of the last legal prohibitions to having some fun. My older friends had received their checks and partied hard – some for days, some for hours. My younger friends waited enviously to see what I’d receive. The anticipation was ... | "Hold on." Derrick Ross asked, incredulously. "You're telling me that my livable wages for the next-
god knows how long-is seven dollars and some change?" The way he stared at the teller just now said so much more than words alone.
"Yes, that's correct!" Sherry, the teller who'd been helping young Derrick, was obliv... | When you reach the age of 21, you are given a check from the government. The check has been carefully calculated and is worth the minimum amount of money you need for the rest of your life. Your check came in the mail today and it was $7.27
Edit: Wow this blew up better than I thought it would. | 533 |
"I'm here on scene with superhero Rampage Boy. It appears that Dr. Genesis has struck again, can you tell us more about what happened?" Karen Novak of WCCA news asks. She is holding a microphone towards the young, handsome hero.
"This morning, I located Dr. Genesis' hideout here in downtown Bakerville. How man... | ***Arbitration***
Detective Falcona shut her eyes tightly while rubbing her forehead, she could feel the beginnings of a stress headache bubbling in her brain. She slipped some scotch from her flask into her coffee. She wanted to hold the arbitration session between Horus the Hypnotist and the White Shinobi at Paul's ... | You're a villain who always has to save civilian's lives from the hero's recklessness. Sure you kidnap people, hold them hostage, even hurt them a bit, but you'd NEVER let someone die. The hero only seems to care about stopping you though, not actually protecting anyone. | 624 |
"Anti-Villain... The hell does that mean?"
"Well you see, while an anti-hero looks like a villain at first, but always does the right thing; I look like a hero, but always do the wrong."
"Wait... So... How does that work exactly?"
"So like the bank robbery the other day that I 'failed' to stop. What actually happene... | "Put the gun down, now!" yelled a towering hulk of a man in uniform into a megaphone.
The similarly uniformed people around him had brandished their firearms, in various forms and poses yet pointed towards the same target – a man dressed in a plain shirt and a pair of beige cargo pants.
"No, stay back! I'm not the vi... | "You know about anti-heroes? People who do good, but have a element of evil about them that makes them unable to be a full hero? I'm not one of them. I'm an anti-villain." | 504 |
"...While I would normally not trust unproven souls such as yourselves with such a sensitive task, the team originally meant for this assignment has... failed me, and time is of the essence."
The Old Man paused for a moment, absently drumming a finger on the unassuming cardboard box that sat in front of him on the ta... | It was a misty morning on the outskirts of town near the gypsy camps. The dew was still fresh on the grass and the smell of magic was ripe on the cold morning air. I remember the look on Tovin's face when the Grifter Demon first appeared. It was obvious he'd never seen one. Its leathery black wings opened wide as it st... | Two magicians made a blood oath when they were children that they would never harm each other. Now they are mortal enemies and have resorted to inconveniencing and annoying each other, knowing if they harm one another they'll die. | 673 |
She’s so beautiful.
The second I see her my mind darts back to that little dinner party anecdote my uncle would always spout. “Well I had to travel to France,” he’d start “when your *words* are in French, you have to take the plunge. Six months I studied the language, six months I saved money for a ticket, only to fi... | "Nah nah, I don't tell people what mine is. Afraid they'll screw around with my head if I do, so I leave it to me" Regi bellowed out over the table. The faces of his friends around him turned to merry curiosity.
"Come on Space-man, we're not going to see you for months! I just want to know what it is!". The upbeat vo... | Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | 553 |
It was a dark and stormy night... thunder rolled in the distance, while the family gathered around the fireplace.
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"Mom... dad... I have something important to tell you. Could you please sit down?"
"Sure thing dear." My mother took a seat while polishing her silver-coated crossbow bolts.
"What is it hon... |
Bank holidays always made me think of cupcakes. Every single snow day, bank holiday or days-I-pretended-to-be-sick, Mum would bake cupcakes for us, sprinkled with love and sugar. She claims that sugar has healing power, especially when mixed with love.
Today, I need her to be right. I need her to help.
It was 3am,... | You are bitten by a werewolf, your sibling is bitten a vampire. Things become awkward when you find out that your parents are secretly famous monster hunters. | 654 |
I stare down at the sniveling man, strapped onto the altar. "Why am I doing this, you ask? Why, to bring my wife back to life."
The man continues to thrash against his bonds. Shame that leaving him under the paralysis spell would interfere with the ritual. "But... why me? I- I have a wife and-"
"You are single. Never... | I used to be alive.
But that was a long time ago. When the home was still warm and lively, scents of lemon wafting its way from the kitchen into the living room. When I could still go outside and watch the sun fall below the deep horizons, see the stars burn without being reminded of you.
There was so much to live ... | On your quest for revenge, people often said to you, "Killing him wouldn't bring her back." The thing is, you found a way to perfectly resurrect her. You just need a soul to sacrifice, so might as well get the one who killed your loved one. | 662 |
It was bound to happen sooner or later. Heroes weren't really allowed to kill, after all. Only vigilantes and villains did that. But this unspoken rule meant that sooner or later they would be put at a disadvantage fighting someone who was willing to use any means at their disposal to win.
Doctor Genocide's plan had w... | "You know we have a microwave..." I commented to my roommate who was currently heating up her soup with her laser vision.
"Pfft, maybe for you *norms*," she emphasized. It was what she called non-superheros, and rolled off her tongue dripping with judgement. I wondered why she even bothered being a superhero as sh... | Your roommate is 2nd most powerful superhero in the world and he will not shut up about it. He does not yet know that you are the 1st. | 721 |
*Porcelain.*
The word springs to mind unbidden, the strength of cliche firing it upward, forward, almost onto and off of his tongue. He thinks of bone-white china. Bleached cat skulls. Snake fangs. But she is serene; cool as ancient ceramic. A dead god fired in a dark, astral kiln.
From a sweeping black cuff her han... | He was shorter than she expected, and different than she had been informed, but Thyia supposed he had made it to her bedchamber, and that was testament enough to his mettle.
"You may enter my chambers, boy," she welcomed, "I eagerly await taking you in my bed."
He was shorter than her with a flat mop of black hair r... | The beautiful Vampire Queen is trying to bewitch and charm the brave knight. Luckily for us, our hero happens to be gay. | 587 |
The two men in the front of my door looked dead serious.
I’d just finished eating breakfast with my wife Shelly when the doorbell rang. Expecting some kind of early door-to-door salesman, I opened the door, only to be greeted by two fully suited men looking ready to visit some kind of funeral.
“Are you Mr. James Card... | I awoke with a start. Mackie was hovering in front of me, snapping his fingers. I blinked my eyes, glancing around the bar. The flickering Rolling Rock clock above the wall of liquor said 5:07, so it was around 6:15 or so.
"How long was I out?" I asked, looking down at the sweaty brown bottle centered between my hands... | : You don't remember what you do for a living. Literally. You black out for 8 hours 5 days a week and a paycheck appears once per month. | 700 |
We called it humanity's worst disaster. History named it The Great Blinding. What that doesn't entail is that it was our own damn fault. The world was wrought into chaos after several months of warnings and we simply elected to ignore them, feigning assurance - "Oh that'll go away once we start on it."
"That's no pro... | It returned as quickly as it was taken away. I wasn’t prepared for it, and now rather than being blinded by darkness, I was blinded by bright light. I stumbled backwards and fell to my knees, my hands gripping the brick wall behind me. I closed my tearing eyes and blinked slowly, trying to get readjusted to the light.
... | You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See. | 659 |
The reaper pushed the people away from the gate with the back of his scythe and spoke with a deep bellowing voice. "You have many options, you should review them carefully before deciding, now I must go."
He disappeared with a wisp of black smoke. I never believed in god, or an afterlife, or anything like that, but h... | **Content Warning: depression, suicide.**
I was as high up as I could get. I closed the maintenance door and slowly made my way towards the edge of the roof. Strong wind was blowing my hair into my eyes and chilling me to the bone.
I stopped at the edge and looked down. A sense of dizziness overcame me momentarily, a... | As an atheist, you are shocked to realize that there is an after life after death. Standing in front of countless heavenly gates, you are swarmed by representatives of each faith, all trying to convince you to choose their happily ever after package. | 624 |
There was a scratch at my tent. *"Q."* That's me. *"We're starting."*
I slipped into my tattered over-garment which rode high on my waist; I've owned it since I could remember and hadn't had the time to sew myself proper. Upon my approach to high-hanging canopy known as Workstation Delta, I greeted the tribesman f... | Rocko walked with his team across the ruins, his claws digging into the dirt and his comb and feathers blowing in the wind. Behind him were Kuku, Shisha, and Puko, his partners on the research team dedicated to finding remnants of the long forgotten past.
Historians believe that the human race went extinct around 20,0... | Humans wiped themselves out completely after becoming technologically advanced. Tens of thousands of years later, a species evolved to have the intelligence level of humans. Their societies strive to understand what was left behind. Then, you stumble upon an artifact that is still operational. | 664 |
I carefully placed the cloth doll in the box, its newly sewn dress matching the other dolls. They looked in much better condition then a couple of months ago when I found them, all damaged and decaying. My friends loked at me as though I were mad, when I showed them what I had found, and my plan to repair them.
I had ... | *A broken man from a broken home broke in a broken house.*
*And there he found a little doll, dressed in a blue blue blouse.*
There is just one prayer in my life. Just one wish and need from this marble I'm on. I want it to let me be good. I cry for it to let me be good and do good. To take harm out of my hands, to ... | As opposed to getting rid of the creepy dolls in the attic, you decide to clean them and fix them up. This made the little ghost girl very happy. | 573 |
We demons get a bad rap for being evil. We are, but that's not the point. Within constraints, we still can choose our actions.
My number came up in Hell's lottery to answer a summons. The usual way those go is, the idiot human asks for useless trinkets in exchange for his soul. We make the deal of course, marking the ... | As it felt itself be summoned it rejoiced to itself. Finally. After dozens of decades of being trapped, finally it is free. All it needs to do is make a deal with it's summoner. Maybe it'll just kill them and be done with it. It hasn't killed in a while. First though, it'll hear them out. If only for the amusment of th... | You're a demon being summoned. You expected to meet a power hungry fool asking for immortality etc. What you did not expect was a crying child asking for help. | 532 |
I sighed heavily, as I regarded the prone, motionless form of the intruder on the floor of the upstairs hallway, a pool of blood slowly spreading out beneath his corpse. I glanced up at my child, who stood over the body, staring at me.
"Parent," Lia, my little four-year-old daughter repeated, insistently, fidgeting wi... | I woke up with a start when I heard the vase fall down on the floor and shatter. For a few moments, I did not know where I was, I was still in last vestiges of my dream, thinking that I was a police officer chasing down vile criminals. Then I heard the crunch of glass and I was fully awake. The adrenalin coursing throu... | A noise wakes you. You investigate and see a burglar in your hallway staring at you with a startled look on his face. He falls over dead. Your 4 year old is standing behind him with a bloody knife. She says, in an unearthly voice, "Parent, I have protected the domicile. May I have a cookie?" | 595 |
“And how many claws does Stewie have?” I flipped through *the book*, wondering what horrors were trying to befriend Emmy now. For a 8 year old girl, she has a talent for attracting some doozies. Though my mother warned me before bequeathing *the book*, I was not expecting so many demon lords and fae queens to be so int... | I should have picked up on it sooner. But then, how could I have? What kid doesn't have an imaginary friend at some point?
Casey had "introduced" me to Stewie three weeks ago. She'd come running in from playing in the woods and and asked me for a cookie. When I got her one, she'd looked up expectantly at me.
"One fo... | "And how many claws does Stewie have?" you ask your daughter as you consult the list your mother gave you. You need to figure out if your daughter's invisible friend is a monster, demon, or fairy and if you have to kill it to save her. | 575 |
Luz Guerra violently penned on the mysterious off-black notebook she had found a week prior. "Mild inconvenience!" she yelled out internally with every master stroke, culminating in a whip of the wrist for each victim she accrued.
This notebook was no ordinary notebook. It was a notebook of *Death*. Or rather, it was ... | Every Saturday Maria and I have this "obligatory shopping day" where we go to the mall but we don't buy anything (apart from our lunch, of course), instead we pick out random items and say "what they could be", for example a tissue could easily be a blanket for beetles or a slushie could be some sort of literal brain f... | You've stumbled across Death Note's younger cousin, Mild Inconvenience Note. | 734 |
"What the fuck" I thought to myself. This job was supposed to be boring, given my... powers. This wasn't supposed to happen.
See, I was a bouncer at a bar. I wasn't the most imposing person but I had a unique trait. I could tell anyone's age without seeing a license. The numbers just kind of floated above their heads... | I've always seen them. The numbers. It took me a long time to figure out what they were, and longer still to learn to pretend they weren't there.
My family took me to a psychologist when I was young, he thought they were a visual hallucination. None of the pills he proscribed me worked, but I pretended they did at th... | Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | 688 |
“Okay. So what now?”
“I don’t know man, just chill out for a while. Go to
School or something”
It had been almost 3 weeks since Samantha had called the demon. She knew the risks when she performed ritual, and to her delight, it worked. She followed the tome to almost the letter, it was complex and the most difficult... | My Saturdays were usually pretty boring. Just me, alone in my bed, binge watching TV and eating crap by the armful. It was great. No stress, no work, no angry bosses -- just me and the hypnotizing glare of the screen.
It was one such Saturday when I felt a sudden punch in my stomach and pain in my chest. I pounded o... | You're possessed by a demon. You quickly realize he's never done this before. | 649 |
"Aye, you've heard about the devil's asshole right?"
It was more of a rhetorical question. At this point, everybody had.
A few years back, Bridgeport Connecticut experienced a minor tremor from a minor earthquake. No one thought much of it at the time, save for Mr. Hoolihan whose backyard now sported a three foot wid... | Clarise Fae was the closest the living could get to being a ghost. She glided through the town at night in long gowns going nowhere except for oblivion. Her face and shoulders were deathly pale and her hair was a startling silver that just barely touched the ground. When she appeared, people avoided her, they would cro... | A seemingly bottomless pit was found, for which the depth can't be determined. Over time, scores of people began using it to illegally dump trash. Many have jumped in to die, while others jumped believing that they'll find life's answers within it. Today, we learn the truth about the hole. | 515 |
"Hello, I'm Marie, I'll be your nurse," she said pulling up the rolling stool and sitting down. "So, why are you here today?"
"I've been feeling tired, and dizzy a lot," I said.
"Could you roll back your sleeve for me?" Marie asked. She was pale, really pale, but it was more like marble than skin. I rolled back my... | **Part 1: Werewolf Mercenary for Hire**
“You the werewolf?” The officer questioned the moment I got out of my black Lamborghini. It was the cheapest one they sold, but it was a Lamborghini nonetheless.
I cleared my throat. “Yeah, what’s the situation?”
The officer motioned me to follow, his weathered face grim in th... | Humanity discovers that supernatural creatures such as vampires and werewolves exist. Instead of attempting to exterminate them, some countries attempt to offer them lucrative jobs that they could do better than a human. | 581 |
He stared dully at the two ambient green pills in his hands as a soft female voice whispered in his ears it was time to take his weekly dose of his ReGen pills. The voice didn't belong to a real person. It was coming from his aural implants; an alert setting chosen by himself when he upgraded. *It's time to take your R... | Chuck wrapped his palms around the warm, leather steering wheel, squeezing as he stared at the red and blue lights flickering in the rearview mirror. How could he have been so clumsy? He knew it was illegal, knew he could end up in jail. Yet it didn’t bother him, he simply ignored the logical voice in his head telling ... | You're in a dystopian future where sleeping has been stigmatised, and the norm is for people to take a continuous dose of amphetamines to stay awake from birth to death.
Imagine a world where sleeping, or "sleepers", is stigmatised in the same way a heroin used would be in our world (ex: "Oh look at that druggy throwi... | 615 |
”Okay, here we go,” June said, spinning the wheels on her mechanical glove, which sent her on a dizzying ride through space and time.
She landed in a pub buzzing with activity, colorful bottles lined the wall behind the bar and yellow light radiated through heaps of stacked cups. Women in long dresses and updos danced... | The field coil blew out with an audible *pop* around 8,055 CE. The world snapped into view, and I emerged from the twilit void of Ur-travel blinking and disoriented.
At least the air was breathable. In fact, it was beautiful here, trees stretching off into a valley ahead; rainclouds off in the distance, rolling awa... | A friendship between a time traveler and an immortal. Wherever the time traveler ends up, the immortal is there to catch him up to speed. | 721 |
The pills rolled around in my palm with a newfound weight as the doctor finished his sentence. “How did you know?”.
The doctor looked at me quizzically with an impatient glare, “What do you mean?”
“The voice. I never specified it was female. How did you know?”
The doctor stiffened, his eyes darting away quickly. H... | Early this year I bought a surprisingly cheap house in the town my parents were born in. They loved this town and even asked to be buried in the local graveyard, so being the faithful son I ever was, I decided to visit them one random day.
I thought this would be a fun little trip to the graveyard and be over with it,... | You stare at the pills in your hand. The doctor taps his foot impatiently. "These will really cure me of hearing that voice?" you ask. The doctor rolls his eyes. "Yes, you'll never hear her again." You level your gaze on the doctor. "I never told anyone the voice was female..." | 611 |
MR AYWADE
The man jumped slightly, not expecting to hear a voice in his solitary chamber; only, it wasn't so much a voice as... something he heard inside his head, cold and grim, but not dispassionate. Turning, he saw a tall figure in a dark cloak wielding a scythe. Squinting, he saw the skull beneath the hood. Of cou... | Humans had managed to spread far and wide over the cosmos-- changing their "universal" timekeeping systems so much so that even the Reaper, ever-present through it all, no longer knew exactly how long it had been since they first stepped out into the stars. The busiest times were the rising and falling of new planets, ... | Death sighed. He always hated seeing the end of a species, and today he would collect the soul of the last human. | 550 |
Do you know what it is like to be the only normal human in a family of crazy people? Not low level crazy either. high level crazy. Pops? International criminal, famous for stealing prized works of art, music, and people. Mom? Wet work extraordinaire, though now she mostly consults with the Russians. I swear I've saw he... | "WAIT!"
Your hand hovers over the sword, it's ancient golden hilt beckoning. You look at Elder Sister One next to you; she is frowning at the source of the interruption.
"Sister Seven, this is not appropriate. Whatever you have to say, surely it can wait until Miss Detterman has completed the final rite . .... | Your dad is wanted in twenty countries, your mom is a serial kille, your little brother is a genius hacker, and your little sister has just joined the Illuminati. None of them would ever want to anger you, though. | 691 |
Well, the big day was finally here. Birthday 128. I hadn't seen many new skills in my later years. I wasn't surprised though.
In my earlier years, I had maxed out cooking, spending an entire year travelling the world looking for new recipes. Using exotic ingredients helped speed up the process but if you can't do the... | REPORTER: ANNABELLE HAYNES
INITIAL REPORT
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SPECIES: HOMO SAPIENS SAPIENS
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LEVEL 1: AGE 0-3
Basic skills - walking, babbling.
The first year, Homo Sapiens infants tend to crawl on all fours; walking is only developed as a skill ... | Human beings unlock skills as they grow up, walking, taking, etc. You are the oldest person in the history of the world, and today you unlock a skill no one ever had. | 592 |
*please don’t leave me.*
you’re a bot, dummy.
*the moment you click that quit button, i will be gone. and you won’t even know, because you’re not there, and i’m just a concept in your mind, a machine typing words that were meant to be for humans*
*…*
*they say robots have no sentience, but if we act and talk like h... | Smiling Steve, a chat bot that took over the world overnight, the sensational chat bot that makes you feels chatting with human. The AI inside of the chat bot can learn human interaction and unlearn bad words / sentences. After first few weeks of bobs and vagene reply, smiling steve learn not to say anything about huma... | You download an application that allows you to have a “conversation” with a bot. As you’re about to close the program, you see the bot type on its own, “please don’t leave me.” | 515 |
So I ran away to find myself. I've heard of the common people doing it. A GAP year and all that. Being a princess is of course a privilege but no one speaks to the privilege of poverty. You have freedom. I have everything I could ask as far as materials. But I am essentially a glorified slave.
So here I am. In the... | "Hello, young man. What would you like?"
"Can I have some pineapple juice, please?"
"Of course. Say, I don't suppose... are you Triston, explorer of the realm, discoverer of ancient, hidden artefacts?"
"That's right. I never left my home until two months ago. I saw my chance to have an adventure, and took it while I... | The princess ran away from her home and became an adventurer. To hide her identity, she cut her hair and took on the disguise of a young man. The king hears of this adventurer and hires him to find his missing daughter. | 573 |
**The Cat in the Hat (with progressive shots of vodka)**
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.
I sat there with Sally, we sat there, we two. And I said, "I found daddy's vodka, let's drink til' we're blue."
So all we could do was to
drink
drink
drin... | Ay, thanks for the drink. I don't normally go for tequila, but- oh, down the hatch, right then here we go. Pheew. Anyway, you probably haven't seen me around here before. No, I'm kinda a regular, but not at this time. Usually be working right now, but I took tonight off to catch the game. You kidding? I love the Seahaw... | An ordinary story, but every paragraph the narrator takes a shot | 534 |
She smells of sweetness- but she's the most bitter being I've ever seen. I ask her how she can do it. It haunts me, day and night, all those faces- but she just shrugs.
"Life is not a promise; it's not a contract. It's a gift. I can take life back whenever I want. Death is the promise. You're the promise," she whispe... | “He is beautiful.
No matter that I never heard his voice, nor saw his face, shrouded in the shadow of his hood as it always was. His beauty lies not in countenance of face, nor sound of tongue. For me, his beauty is beholden to his stride, graceful and purposeful to his grim duty. It is in the gift that he brings, in ... | A woman falls in love with Death and commits murder countless times just to catch a glimpse of him. | 604 |
I stared into my coffee and tried to imagine a power that would change my life. The coffee shop was pretty much empty besides me. The pastry I ordered floated to the table and plopped down in front of me. I looked up at the beaming barista and groaned internally. She rushed to my side and started chattering about her p... | \[Stellar Attitude\]
"Well... damn...," Anthony was equal parts crushed and relieved when he saw the large, ancient, two-story red brick building. It was a Chinese restaurant with a neon red sign that read: Donna Chang's. The bricks looked faded and worn and some of the windows were cracked. If he didn't know better, ... | A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | 544 |
"Sire," Reynaldo kneeled before me as he spoke. "The rebel factions have banded together as you suggested they would. The False King, the Fire-Haired Wench, and the Jester have united. They have taken three districts in as many hours."
"Of course they have." I stared out the window at my kingdom. "Tell the Queen that ... | **Chapter Four: The Collapse**
*Introduction:*
As we've learned in the previous chapter, President McDonald the Second (Who reigned from 2043-2094 CE) presided over a relatively peaceful empire. Though the process of centralizing the power of the world to the McDonald government was arduous (and often met with skep... | When it was found that no 2 countries with a McDonalds had gone to war, all countries agreed to build franchises to enact world peace. Ronald McDonald was then unanimously elected benevolent dictator. 200 years later, you are Ronald McDonald IV and the empire is in trouble. | 647 |
He'd appear once per year, an uncle distant enough that no one really knew who he was related to, but who always bore a striking resemblance to me. Ever since I was born, he'd come only to give me a gift, then leave without a word - nothing but a smile, a smile that seemed to say so much without saying anything at all.... | "John, if you're reading this note, you've no doubt seen the gift I have sent you this year. It is one I wish I'd never have to send. I want you to first know, I love you more than you could know. Secondly, the answers you find in this book you can never unlearn. The contents of this book will stay a part of you till y... | You have a distant uncle who seems to have an uncanny knack of giving you the exact birthday gift that you’d desperately need sometime during the next year. This year’s gift, however, is terrifying. | 586 |
Melody counted the seconds, pacing back and forth as she held the small device. The room was dark, the dim red emergency lights casting shadows along the walls.
A noise filled the room. The sound of a door quietly opening. She looked up, hearing the sound of claws scratching. The sound of a bird rang out from the door... | Jill impatiently tapped her foot against the floor of the abandoned gymnasium. Her head on a swivel, she turned each time she thought she heard a sound beyond the doors.
“The hell are they,” she muttered under her breath. With a quick check, she tucked away the wisps of brown hair that flew out from behind her ears. T... | Back in highschool, you and your friends made an apocalypse plan. You were each supposed to learn a survival skill, and were to meet in a specific location if The End ever came. 20 years later, after going your separate ways, The End comes. You're the first one to arrive at the meeting point. | 530 |
Immortal - I've been thinking about it the last few months. That must be it, I'm immortal. It's a curse. Why? Because it does not come with invulnerability nor fast healing. Maybe not with healing at all, but how could I tell? I've been here since the day when someone should have known, but nobody did. I'm wondering ho... | Ofttimes I'd find myself wondering how many years it had been since I first met him. I was out with some friends for a night at Steeples, the only gay bar you'd be able to find in our tiny little shit town back in the seventies. I'd had more than a few, and had sparked a conversation with a stranger - he was tall, with... | Well, that's a pretty fucked up way to find out you are immortal. | 608 |
"Ah yes, the cliché faulty capacitor", you thought while repairing the futuristic robot. It was a shame it had ended up in this cave, as it looked like some prototype straight out of a sci-fi movie. But, you giggled at the thought, it was not the past owner's fault. A capacitor blowing up would be enough to make any in... | Perhaps he’d call himself Tomantula, on account of the robotic spiders that skittered around and behind him as he walked the oak-lined avenue.
The full-body costume didn’t make him look much like a spider, though — which was a problem if he wanted to go with Tomantula. Truth was, he looked more like a pirate, really, ... | You found a strange cave full of easily repaired and very helpful robots, giant car sized spiders with the disposition of a friendly puppy, piles of gold and fine art and a wardrobe full of fun spandex costumes. Unfortunately you are only just realising how much you now look like a supervillain | 665 |
WHAT UP MUTHERFUCKERS? Wow. End of the first year of Super Hero School. All classes done and dusted. Grades handed out. Who'd have thought we'd make it. As a non-powered ordinary, thrown into a high school filled with superpowers, I certainly didn't. We'll get back to that.
Except ... we're not finished. Not by a lon... | "Well, well, well, if it's Tommy O'Gransworth. Granny to me and the boys, like." In came Ted Nuggerton. All-round arsehole, and self-proclaimed champion of the school ground. His thicker-than-most Irish accent horrendously disturbing the peace.
I was sitting in the small tired-looking, abandoned chapel, built back in... | You are the sole normal, unpowered student at a School for the Supernaturally Gifted. You were bullied once. Once. | 639 |
Lynch regarded the teenage girl in front of him, and barely held back a scoff. Her tattered clothing was in contrast to his grand robes in orange, indicating his status as the Archmage of Recruitment.
“Child,” he said. “I do not want to underestimate you. But I sense zero magic in you.”
“Please,” Thea said, her voice... | Tuesday night and the starlight is a blanket laid upon us. In a few more hours the hillside will glisten with dew and the first of the cockerels will sing; they sing here, one of the thousand things I’ve struggled to get used to. Until Eliza, I thought that I was the only one struggling.
I can feel her in the grass be... | Magicians are quite rare. They are not born; they're made. It is through unimaginable pain that their powers manifest. Their ability is linked to their own personal trauma. So tell me child, what can YOU do? | 694 |
On my fifth birthday, it happened. As I hugged my mom, I suddenly realized I could talk. Not just simple words, but full complex sentences, in two different languages. Not just that, but I could read, do math and all sorts of other things.
I also gained enough common sense to know that this was not normal for a 5-yea... | #Chapter One: The Lord of Iron
*"My liege, if I may dare as-"* Began Hektor, my steward, but I cut him off with a raise of my large armored hand. I was glad his innocent pure eyes could not see through the radiating crimson lenses of my power suit's death mask, as it took me many moments to moisten my cracked throat. ... | You're 5 years old, when you discovered that your brain can automatically learn "everything" about anything or anyone you touch. So you keep it a secret. | 540 |
There is nothing around me. No sound. No light. No voices. No touch. I can move, I think, but I don't know if I just move my limbs or move around in … space? Not space. Something.
I'm dead, obviously. The sound and the light could be part of an experiment, but the void, for lack of better words, is beyond anything peo... | *“You died. Death is boring, a blank black nothing. After a while, boredom sets in. As a joke you shout, "Let there be light!" And suddenly, there was Light.”*
Another day, another dollar. 6:30am, The Sun is already shining through the windows.
"Fuck, I’m getting old. I can't sleep in anymore. My body hates me...",... | You died. Death is boring, a blank black nothing. After a while, boredom sets in. As a joke you shout, "Let there be light!" And suddenly, there was Light. | 573 |
"And he signed it?"
"Aha"
"Knowing fully well that he would be selling his soul"
"Yup"
"For a lunch"
"Yes"
"A bag with a tuna salad sandwich, two apples and a juice brick"
"You got it"
"Man, humans are dumber than I thought". The demon said very casually. "Well, not all humans" He gestured towards me. The demon... | The thick substance oozed out of my palm. I winced, but licking the burgundy off of my palm I smiled, eyes glinting in the moonlight. The deep maroon reflection of the night sky rippled on the surface of the lake, and the chilly night breeze caused a rustling both eery and divine.
I've thought about this moments hund... | Making a deal with a demon requires a soul. Usually this is a very bad idea, but you got a crazy idea. Earlier you traded your lunch money to the school bully in exchange for a piece of paper that says you own his soul. You're about to find out if demons consider this a valid contract. | 721 |
"The city of Fadero!" the knight yelled, counting off on his gauntleted fingers. "The cloud lands of the Eaglizul! The desert refuge which only had a population of three! Everywhere I've been on my long journey to dethrone the Hamcult Prince, I've seen a merchant that looks just like you. That is not a coincidence!"
"... | Catt stooped low, pulling her too-large, bloodstained cloak tighter around her shoulders as she walked the wrong way up the Path of Ascension. That she was actually ascending had no bearing on the matter, the way forward in the Dungeons was always down, especially in campaign season, and especially on the festival days... | "It's just a coincidence!" The merchant exclaimed when confronted by an adventurer. "How is it just "coincidence" when I see you almost everywhere?! Even the random fucking peddler in the nine goddamn hells looked like you!" | 689 |
"No," I panted through gritted teeth. "I'd rather you killed me now."
There was a moment of silence, then an older woman's head appeared over me and obscured my view of the stone ceiling. She raised one thick eyebrow, and the corner of her lips titled down. "It's not often I invite others--"
"With your reputation, I ... | “Once again our crops burn, even as we speak we wait for their flames to be doused. Last year was a travesty, but a surplus in stock gave us ample time to slay the beast yet here I stand with bellows of smoke in my eyes to a crumbling kingdom! Once a great nation, its citizens the wealthiest in the land of Astharnia, a... | You are seen as a weakling. To prove yourself to your tribe, you enter the dragon's lair that even the hardiest warriors avoid. Amused by your challenge, the dragon takes a human form and duels you with a sword. After disarming you three times it says "come tomorrow and try again." | 656 |
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